The huge horns of the black bull's blades were already close at hand, and they were about to pierce Ling Zimo's chest.

Ling Zimo was not afraid of danger, rolled to the side, and successfully dodged the trampling of the black iron hooves.

"Zimo be careful, it's not an ordinary bull, it's a second-order demon beast - an ironclad brute bull. ”

Bai Chengcheng recognized the iron-armored barbarian bull at a glance.

Ironclad brute bulls are rare and have a violent temperament. With very domineering brute strength, it is the top existence among the second-order demon beasts. The iron-armored barbarian bull has a trace of the essence blood of the primeval barbarian bull in its body, even if this trace of essence blood is extremely thin, it also gives it the power to shake the mountain and revitalize the mountain.

Looking at Ling Zimo, who was dodging left and right, the iron-armored brute bull was completely excited.

"Boom!"

The iron-armored brute bull suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Ling Zimo, and Ling Zimo, who was caught off guard, was suddenly blown out and hit the earthen wall behind.

"Poof!"

There was a strong pain in his chest, and Ling Zimo spat out a mouthful of blood.

The iron-clad brute stared at Ling Zimo deadly, ready to launch the next round of attacks.

The Mixed Yuan Spirit Fire instinctively burned, protecting Ling Zimo. Ordinary demon beasts are afraid of flames, but the iron-armored brute bull is facing the black flames, and his momentum only increases, not decreases, and he is not afraid at all.

"Xiao Hei, don't hurt anyone, come back quickly. ”

Just when Ling Zimo was at a loss, Granny Huan came.

When the ironclad bull saw Granny Huan, he was instantly angry, and ran towards Granny Huan with his tail wagged.

"Put on these herbs, and your injuries will heal tomorrow. My little black is hot-tempered and hostile to strangers, and when you suddenly intrude into its territory, it is very angry and will attack you. ”

Ling Huan explained calmly.

"I'm sorry! Granny Huan, I've caused you trouble. ”

Ling Zimo said embarrassedly.

"It's okay, it's not a hassle to talk about a little thing. You should be Ling Zimo, the son of Xiaobei and Die'er, I have heard a lot of rumors about you recently. But it was only after meeting you in person that I realized how ignorant and ridiculous the people who spread these rumors are. ”

Granny Huan said with a smile.

After some exchanges, Ling Huan learned about Ling Zimo's intention. She didn't get angry, but instead prepared a lot of armor herbs and so on for Ling Zimo.

"Little Black is no ordinary bull, it was picked up in the Gusui Desert when I was a child. When I picked it up, it was still a calf. The life of a demon beast is much longer than that of a human, and in the blink of an eye I am already old, but it has only just come of age. It's getting bigger and bigger, and its appearance is getting weirder. The sheep and cattle in the herd were reluctant to communicate with him, and I could tell that he was lonely now. ”

"Blackie was very excited when he fought you, and he still liked you as an opponent. However, Xiao Hei's combat power is very strong, and if you don't wear a few more pieces of protective gear, I'm afraid you will be seriously injured by it. ”

Ling Huan reminded kindly.

Ling Zimo touched his chest and smiled helplessly. The domineering of the ironclad bull, he can be regarded as a teacher.

"Strength first, indomitable. Destroy the withering and decaying, who else will ......"

Reciting the mantra of brute strength silently, Ling Zimo's muscles trembled all over his body, and he stepped out in one step. The meridians of the whole body burst out like the roots of a tree, and the arms were stretched outwards and the fists were pushed forward, like horns.

Seeing Ling Zimo, the iron-armored brute bull burst out with a strong battle intent and rushed towards Ling Zimo like crazy.

Ling Zimo, who was wearing armor, was also full of fighting spirit, and the two collided with each other back and forth.

It wasn't until night fell that Ling Zimo stopped to rest.

After a day of fierce fighting, Ling Zimo found that his body was tighter and stronger, and his strength was stronger. Between the gestures, a brute bull roared out.

For twelve days in a row, Ling Zimo came to fight with the ironclad bull during the day, and felt the artistic conception of the bull's strength. At night, he used the Mixed Yuan Spiritual Fire to absorb the vitality and improve his cultivation, he was like a cultivation machine, tireless day and night.

Ling Zimo was a martial arts genius, and his brute strength improved extremely quickly. In a recent battle, Ling Zimo was even able to rely solely on the strength of his flesh to collide with the iron-armored brute bull without falling behind.

"There are still three days to go before the ancestor worship ceremony, and I don't know how much strength I have. ”

When Ling Zimo came to the courtyard, his whole body was surging, like an angry bull. With a shake of his body, his fists pushed forward like horns. A loud bang was heard, and the solid walls collapsed.

Ling Zimo originally had the Mixed Yuan Spiritual Fire to refine his body, and now he had cultivated his brute strength. Cultivating both inside and outside, the body becomes extremely strong.

Although Ling Zimo only had the cultivation of the Sevenfold Quenching Body, the strength of his body even surpassed that of many Eightfold Cultivators of the Quenching Body.

"It's ...... It's going to break through. ”

Just when Ling Zimo was rejoicing that he was able to display his brute strength, a wave of vitality suddenly stirred up in the dantian, frantically impacting the barrier of advancement.

Ling Zimo calmed down his excitement and sat down. The mixed yuan spiritual fire in the dantian was burning fiercely, and countless Dao heaven and earth vitality surged towards him.

In the blink of an eye, the night passed, Ling Zimo suddenly opened his eyes, and a powerful wave of qi emanated.

"The vitality is separated from the body, and the body is eightfold!"

Ling Zimo suddenly doubled his confidence, "I didn't expect to be able to break through this time, it's really a surprise." Ling Yang, you wait, I will definitely defeat you and get the position of successor to the head of the family." ”

A lot of unfamiliar faces suddenly appeared on the streets of Ling Town, they were all members of the Ling family's perennial wandering outside the country, and this time they came back to participate in the ancestor worship ceremony.

The martial arts competition of the ancestor worship ceremony will not only select the candidate to succeed the head of the family, but also select the juniors with cultivation talent as the key training objects of the family, so the juniors of the Ling family are no longer greedy for fun and begin to cultivate hard.

Once you get good results in the martial arts competition of the ancestor worship ceremony, not only your own status will improve, but even the status of your parents in the family will also improve.

What's more, the rewards of the martial arts competition are very rich, the top ten can get the opportunity to learn the martial arts of the Zhen clan, and the champion can even get the reward of three Aura Pills. The effect of the Aura Pill is ten times that of the Gathering Qi Pill, and once you get the Aura Pill, your cultivation will definitely improve by leaps and bounds.

Time flies, and the ancestor worship ceremony arrives as scheduled.

The square of Lingzhen was crowded with people, and the clansmen who had not seen each other for many years reunited here and warmly embraced each other.

There are more than a dozen chairs in front of the square, which is where the head of the family and the elders are located.

"Be quiet, the head of the family and the Great Elder are here. ”

I don't know who shouted, and the crowd that was noisy just now instantly quieted down. People shouted in unison, "The head of the family is good, the great elder is good." ”

In the entire Ling family, only Ling Tianbei, the head of the Ling family, and Ling Tiannan, the great elder, could have such great prestige. Both of them were cultivators of the Yuanquan Realm and were the pillars of the Ling family.